In this stone wall
I am but a brick
I have breath
A heart beat
I am not a statistic
Can’t live off
Your cheat sheet
Bonded labor
Hard to deliver
Time for
An epidural
Ale for ail
Passing fail
In lost trail
Losing point
In fine detail
Engaging my thought
With a splash of lime
Losing vitals
In slipping time
I am just
A question bank
I am not
Your answer key
It’s not for me
To figure why
What is there between
A low and high
Life is not
A happy meal
Hustle for
Your French fry
Don’t you look
At my Gun so hard
What’s finally
Going to kill you
Is the interest
On your credit card
You can get your Benz
Get your Lamborghini
I just want
The bottle with a genie
Three wishes to
Settle the score
Every third wish
I ask for three more
Too many codes
Too many laws
Let me live
In the comfort of
My flaws
Add to the crinkle
Analyze the complexity
Decoding America
Without simplicity